Shall I Fear? (By: Betty Stam)

And shall I fear

That there is anything that men hold dear

That thou would deprive me of,

And nothing give in place?

That is not so--

For I can see Thee now:

"My child, I died for thee,

And if the gift of love and life

You took from Me,

Shall I one precious thing withhold

One beautiful and bright

One pure and precious thing withhold?

My child, it cannot be."

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